Chapter 525

Lin Jue reached out and beckoned, and a few dragon whiskers flew into his hand. With another beckon, a dragon scale also flew into his hand.

"Why are there dragon scales?"

"Just because there are dragon scales!"

"Where did they come from?"

"From being smart!"

The fox sat upright, its expression serious and solemn.

Lin Jue held the dragon scale and looked at it over and over again.

This dragon scale looked pitch black, but in fact, it was like a crow's ink feather. Looking closely at the light, it vaguely refracted five-colored luster. Just one piece was larger than a washbasin. If you installed a handle, it could be used as a shield for martial generals in the human world.

Looking at the dragon scale again, there were faint tiny scars on it, and the thin parts were translucent. It was impossible to tell whether it was hit by a flying sword or scratched by the fox's claws. It should have fallen off during the fierce battle.

This was undoubtedly a good thing.

Although I don't know if these dragon scales have the same mystery as dragon whiskers and can be used for alchemy, Lin Jue had already experienced its hardness—

After Lin Jue became a True Person and attained the Dao, he had heavily refined his flying sword and long sword. A few years ago, he could cut off the arm and neck of Husheng Husheng Zhenjun Baosheng. That was the divine body and dharma image of a Husheng Husheng Zhenjun martial god. If it were an ordinary

civil god or immortal, when the flying sword arrived, they would have to use other methods to dodge or transfer, and absolutely could not resist it hard. Even after the owner of this black dragon, Husheng Husheng Zhenjun Ji Ling, became larger, when the flying sword stabbed, it would still be deeply stuck in the flesh, and when the long sword cut, it would still cut out wounds and bloodstains. Yet this black dragon could actually rely on this dragon scale to resist Lin Jue's flying sword and pounce on him.

Of course, the hardness of the dragon scales is one aspect, and the strength of the body is another. More importantly, the black dragon's size allows it to ignore these "toothpick-like" attacks at certain times.

Regardless, these dragon scales are also very hard.

If made into armor, physical attacks below the Husheng Husheng Zhenjun level should be difficult to penetrate. If made into a weapon, with sufficient strength, unless one has become a True Person and attained the Dao, it would be difficult to block its sharpness.

As for the mystery faintly emitted from the dragon scales, Lin Jue had not explored it yet, so he didn't know what effect it had for the time being.

Counting carefully, there were eight pieces in total.

If they can't be used up, leaving them in the mountains is also a wealth that can be left for future generations.

"You are really smart!"

Lin Jue said to the fox and touched its head: "Were you injured when you fought with the black dragon?"

"It's already healed!"

"Where was the injury?"

"It's all healed!" The fox looked at him seriously and didn't show him, "Eating more fruit heals fast!"

"You..."

At noon, there was no wind or waves, and the small boat floated quietly in the middle of the water. Lin Jue checked this wisp of dragon whiskers again.

Because there was a dynasty that loved dragons, there were too many legends about dragons in the world. Saying that nine out of ten are fake is too subtle; even one out of a hundred is not necessarily true. However, real people in the Xuan Sect can also understand based on experience and distinguish one or two from them.

It is said that dragons are very wonderful creatures, their forms and personalities are ever-changing, and they have different wonders.

Some dragons are good at water, some are good at fire.

Some dragons are good at fighting, some are good at medicine.

Some dragons can raise clouds and rain, while some always stir up wind and waves.

Some dragons like to drink alcohol and will come to the human world to make friends with people. Some dragons are violent by nature and will entrust dreams to people to extort offerings. There are also house dragons that live in deep mountains and marshes for a long time, hiding in small streams, and will not come out for thousands of years, just waiting for a person who travels in the mountains and plays in the water to seek immortals and ask for the Dao to meet it by chance, and write it into a book.

There are also dragons that entrust themselves as humans, walking in the human world, and dragons that turn into divine beings, enjoying the incense of a place.

Lin Jue had heard of a story about a "Dragon-Touching Saint Hand" in the human world, probably from a few decades ago.

That was originally an ordinary medicine man who went to the deep mountains to collect herbs, and accidentally

fell into a deep pit on a cliff. The deep pit was dark, but there was a strange fragrance.

The medicine man's fear was overwhelmed by his desire to survive, so he groped and walked in the pitch-black deep pit, looking for an exit. As a result, he first heard thick panting, and then touched something hard and sticky. In his fright, he ran out like crazy, and actually stumbled upon the exit by mistake, and "that person" behind him didn't chase him.

Terrified, he returned home.

But his right hand that touched the sticky thing kept emitting a strange fragrance, which smelled like medicine when smelled carefully, and could not be washed off no matter what.

Wonderful things happened—

This medicine man originally had ordinary skills. Since then, whenever he sees a doctor for someone, he only needs to look at the other person, and he naturally knows what medicine to grab. And the medicine he grabbed with his right hand, or even just grabbing some nourishing medicine, could make the patient recover from the medicine. But if he grabbed medicine with his left hand, it would not have such an effect.

As time went on, people called him "Dragon-Touching Saint Hand".

When he went down the mountain to Cuiwei County and encountered a plague, the City God of Cuiwei County even thought about inviting this "Dragon-Touching Saint Hand" to see a doctor.

This is probably the wonder of that dragon.

As for this black dragon...

Lin Jue held the dragon whiskers and only sensed fierce power from them, probably like the martial god Husheng Husheng Zhenjun among the divine beings, and also one who is good at fighting among dragons.

This is just a rough look.

However, looking closely, isn't this the same as the wisp of dragon whiskers in the mother-of-pearl box I had at the beginning?

The thickness of a chopstick, it is a point on the tip of the dragon whisker, rapidly changing from thick to thin to sharp, gray-white in color, hard in texture, and the diamond structure on it can be clearly seen.

Did Lady Yao Hua also pluck it?

Or its father's ancestors?

If so, Lin Jue knew the spiritual rhyme and mystery added by using it for alchemy, and it was not very wonderful.

First, you won't drown when entering the water, your breathing will be as usual, and you will move freely, which is equivalent to bringing your own method of "entering the water"; second, fish, dolphins, shrimp, and crabs in the water will naturally fear you. Even if you lie in the water without moving, it is impossible for any fish, dolphins, shrimp, or crabs to come and harass or attack you; third, it has a slight enhancement to physique and strength.

This wonder is really hard to say.

If a mortal eats it, the mystery brought by this dragon whisker alone is enough to make him extraordinary, turning from an ordinary mortal into a strange person. Thinking about it carefully, it is still very wonderful.

But for immortals, it doesn't mean much.

Immortals have already become True Persons and attained the Dao. Entering the water does not mean drowning, and becoming a True Person and attaining the Dao also means the recognition of heaven and earth. Most immortals are close to heaven and earth nature. As long as they don't have evil thoughts, the beasts, insects, snakes, fish, dolphins, shrimp, and crabs in the world will naturally be close to immortals. And that little enhancement of physique and strength may be helpful to ordinary immortals, but it has also been covered up by the spiritual rhyme of Nanshan Stone.

But this is also normal.

After all, it is just one of the ingredients. Alchemy does not mainly take this spiritual rhyme, but multiple ingredients reconcile with each other to fit the Great Dao. As for this mystery, it is just an incidental benefit.

"Splash..."

The wind picked up in the afternoon, and there were waves on the sea.

The wooden boat was also slowly pushed to the shore.

Lin Jue had already slept and woke up leisurely.

The sky on the plateau was still blue and boundless, without a single cloud. The West Sea was quiet and deep, reflecting the sky light. He stood and blew the wind for a while, stretched, and originally wanted to summon a thundercloud to fly away. Seeing a faint road leading to the distance, the world was desolate and vast, with a unique flavor. Once he was interested, he no longer summoned clouds, but took out a paper donkey.

The immortal rode the donkey, swaying, and went to the distance along the human road.

The fox had already walked to the front, climbed to the high place of the mountain road, and stretched its neck to look at the distance of the road.

Just like in the beginning.

At this time, at the foot of Fengshan in Qinzhou, three little Daoists from nowhere were eliminating Yaoguai.

I really don't know where they came from. I only know that they are not very old, the oldest is only about twenty, but it is the two younger ones who are the senior sister and senior brother, and the oldest is the junior sister.

Every time the three of them came, they rode three donkeys with different looks, swaying. After eliminating the Yaoguai, they didn't ask for a sky-high price, but just gave money, ate a full meal, and then rode the donkeys away leisurely.

Some people said that one of the young girls, he seemed to have seen her in the Red Leaf Temple on Fengshan, but he hadn't seen her for a long time recently.

But today is different—

Now there is no bean soldier to help.

And you can't summon thunderclouds anymore.

Except for small means like fire-hating techniques and breathing, Ziyun is a superb swordsmanship inherited from her master and the spell-forbidding method used in conjunction with swordsmanship. As for the method of producing stone, her attainments are still shallow. Although it has effects that no other magic can match under specific circumstances, it is mostly useless when facing ordinary Yaoguai.

Xu Yi only has the flower-blooming moment he just learned.

Pumei spent a few taels of silver to ask a craftsman in the city to build six flying swords, which were polished brightly when going out.

Originally trembling and very careful, but when they started fighting, it surprised them.

A mouthful of flames illuminated the dark night, reflecting the shape of the Yaoguai.

Pumei used her mind to manipulate the six small flying swords, shuttling through the night sky. The sound of hitting the Yaoguai was often heard, and it was impossible to tell whether the sword tip, sword blade, or sword hilt hit the Yaoguai. It could only distinguish the severity of the injury from the roar of the Yaoguai. Ziyun held the long sword tightly and protected them. If the Yaoguai risked rushing over, she would rely on swordsmanship to repel or block it, protecting the two junior brothers

and junior sister. Xu Yi took this opportunity to spit out a spring breeze, which was often a violent scream, and could quickly repel the Yaoguai.

Picking up some courage and pursuing the victory, they could often win. Choosing the terrain in advance and making an ambush could also avoid the Yaoguai escaping.

Cooperating with each other, it was really as the master said—

This ability has already exceeded most Daoists down the mountain.

Returning to Fengshan, continue to practice and comprehend, those who should repair the road repair the road, those who should plant trees plant trees, if there is more free time, learn the divine walking technique and wall-walking technique.

The three of them not only cooperate with each other to eliminate Yaoguai, but also accompany each other to play and grow, and even compare their abilities, trying their best to chase each other.

Xu Yi and Pumei first learned the wall-walking technique from Lei Gong, and often climbed to the attic. Every few days, there was a clanging sound in the tea jar in the attic, and a few pieces of broken silver appeared. When it accumulated to a certain day, it suddenly disappeared, and a few pills would appear in the medicine bottle next to it.

Occasionally chatting and sighing, they would also miss their master and Senior Xiao Shimei Fuyao.

By the time Lin Jue walked back slowly, summer had passed and autumn had gone, and it was deep winter.