Fang Yun looked at these big pits and depressions and couldn't help but think of someone saying that they saw a giant claw hundreds of miles long at Longya. Now that he thinks about it, it is very likely to be true.
Apart from the huge footprints and the river, there were only the ground and hills in sight. The sky was cloudless, without even a trace of wind. Apart from the sound of the waterfall, there was no other noise between heaven and earth.
The waterfall falls into the valley, echoing loudly.
Fang Yun looked down at the lake in the big pit, recited a running poem fluently, and then ran quickly to the next big pit. It was empty, without even any plants. Then he ran to the third big pit.
The third big pit was an empty space, and the fourth big pit was also empty. Fang Yun walked to the fifth big pit and found some huge skeletons of demons in the pit. The corpses stood intact in the center of the pit.
The Galloping Poem can not only make people run faster, but also make them jump extremely high. Fang Yun found that there were many footholds on the cliffs of the big pit, so he used the Galloping Poem to jump down.
It was not until he got close to the bones that Fang Yun discovered that they were extremely large. A complete skeleton was twenty or thirty feet long. A complete skeleton of a giant elephant was as long as forty feet, standing there like a huge city wall.
Fang Yun walked to the skeleton of a giant elephant. The leg bones of the giant elephant were more than ten feet wide.
Fang Yun stretched out his hand and tried to touch the bones. As soon as his fingers touched them, clear cracks appeared on the surface of the bones, making crackling sounds. Then a big hole appeared in the leg bone. Then, the entire leg bone shattered. Finally, the huge elephant skeleton collapsed like a hill.
In the dust, Fang Yun retreated quickly.
Fang Yun knew that it was because it had been too long and the environment here was very special. Unless it was a demon at the semi-saint level, even the bones of a great demon king would not be able to remain intact if left in the open air. If buried in a special environment, they would become fossils like dinosaur bones and would not be so fragile.
After the dust had settled, Fang walked over to the ivory and found that the ivory was also broken into several sections.
There are too many bones here, and it seems that nothing valuable can be found. Fang Yun did not give up. After thinking for a moment, he remembered that the bones in the ancient land might condense into fist-sized crystals, called marrow beads. They are useless to the human race, but are something that spirit bones urgently need. They can be exchanged with spirit bones for many things. Someone once used marrow beads to exchange for thunder stones.
But there are so many white bones of the demon race here, more than a hundred of them, it would take a long time to search for the marrow beads one by one, and there would definitely be some that were missed.
Fang Yun thought about it, found an open space, took out the Zhendan guqin and the guqin stand and chair, and then began to play "Autumn Wind Tune".
At first, there was no change in the surroundings, but halfway through, a sense of autumn sadness blended into the tune. It spread in all directions. This was the Jinshi Wenbaoqin, and after four rounds of talent infusion, the sound of the qin was high-pitched. The vibrations caused by the sound of the qin caused the nearby bones to collapse one after another.
After playing the first time, Fang Yun continued to play, and the energy of the surrounding heaven and earth was aroused by the power of "Autumn Wind Tune", with Fang Yun as the center, and the autumn wind blew in all directions.
Fang Yun was seen playing the piano in a desolate valley under a cloudless blue sky, and a strong wind blew away all the sand and ashes.
Half a minute later, Fang Yun put away the vibrating harp and looked around. He found some fist-sized marrow beads on the ground. They were irregular spherical shapes, like turbid white glass.
Fang Yun collected all the marrow beads, a total of sixteen.
In addition to these marrow beads, there were some broken white bone pieces on the ground, which were extremely hard. Fang Yun took them away. These bone pieces were excellent for making Go pieces. They were still there after years of erosion. The meaning of vastness had been brewing for who knows how many years, and the move could cause a storm. If they were given to the spirit bone, they could also be exchanged for some good things.
Fang Yun walked back the way he came, ready to leave, but after walking a few dozen steps he suddenly stopped, a look of confusion appeared on his face, and then he closed his eyes and slowly recalled.
After a while, Fang Yun finally showed a look of sudden realization. He thought to himself, no wonder he felt something was wrong here from the beginning. So many skeletons of giant beasts were standing here intact. They were obviously placed here. It was impossible for them to die of natural causes. So why were they placed here
Fang Yun immediately returned and remembered that the animal bones were all facing in one direction, which was consistent with the huge claw marks. So Fang Yun returned to where the bones were originally located and slowly walked forward facing the direction of the claw marks.
As he walked, Fang Yun discovered that there was a place where the ground was flat but full of tiny cracks, while there were no such places on the ground of the other four pits, because the force formed by the claw marks was too strong, and the ground where the claw marks stepped on was extremely hard and there could be no cracks.
The cracked area is about five meters long and two meters wide.
"Is there something buried underneath?"
Fang Yun thought about it and started to take out his weapons to knock on the stones. He found that the stones were very hard. Even if the weapons were broken, he could only dig out a small pit one foot square.
Fang Yun had no idea what to do. After thinking about it, he decided to leave the pit and walk to the river. With his powerful water control ability, he temporarily changed the direction of the water flow and let the river flow to the fifth pit.
The fifth pit has a new waterfall.
Finally, Fang Yun wrote a war poem "Dream of War in Wind and Rain", but he deliberately reserved his strength and only summoned fifty cavalrymen. Without weak water, the cavalrymen's strength was limited. Without a large amount of water, the cavalrymen's strength would be even weaker. Now with a constant supply of water, the ice spears of these cavalrymen would be stronger, and the broken ice spears could be immediately recondensed.
"I am probably the first scholar to use war poems to dig holes."
Fang Yun shook his head and directed the cavalrymen armed with ice spears to dig pits.
These cavalrymen are composed of vital energy water, and their strength is even greater than Fang Yun. Although their ice spears are brittle, they are no worse than steel.
The number of cavalrymen decreased, but the duration of the attacks increased.
There was a series of clanging sounds. These cavalrymen did not disappoint Fang Yun's hope. They dug out a large amount of rubble and dug a pit more than one person high, until a piece of white bones that could not be destroyed even by an ice spear was exposed.
"Stop!" Fang Yun waved his hand, and all the cavalry jumped out of the pit, then turned into water and scattered.
Fang Yun jumped into the pit with a happy look on his face. He determined that it was a dragon skeleton at first glance because there were dragon patterns on the surface of the exposed bones. After taking another closer look, Fang Yun showed a look of surprise that was difficult to conceal.
The dragon pattern on it is actually pure gold!
"The bones of a real dragon." Fang Yun was overjoyed.
"I thought those huge skeletons of the demon race were buried with the dead, and it turned out to be true! Who else but the True Dragon Clan would be so generous! However, this bone is very small, it seems to be a baby dragon."
Fang Yun thought to himself, and immediately took out his spear, slowly digging the soil around the bones. The soil around the bones was much softer than the upper layer of stone, and Fang Yun could easily dig it open with the tip of the spear.
Not long after, a complete dragon skeleton about ten feet long appeared in the pit, with the skeleton still embedded in the ground.
Because Fang Yun couldn't dig anymore.
This bone has been buried for who knows how many years, but the dragon pattern still has a faint glow. Not only has the power of the dragon bone not weakened, but it has a surging majesty, forming a spiritual force that suppresses Fang Yun's Wen Palace, making his thinking slow and difficult to control his body, forcing him to retreat.
Fang Yun slowly left the pit, and the pressure disappeared.
Fang Yun gently wiped the sweat from his forehead, his face pale, because just now, a dragon head shadow appeared outside his Wen Palace. The dragon head shadow just glanced at him, and Wen Palace was almost shattered.
"No, even the dragon bone of the Son of the Dragon Saint cannot be so powerful. Could it be that the Buried One injected power into it? However, the nature of this power reminds me of this huge claw mark. Could it be that this dragon bone absorbed the power of the huge claw mark?"
Fang Yun was puzzled, but no matter what, there was no way to get the dragon bone now. The pressure contained in the dragon bone was too strong. If he tried to dig it forcibly, the Wen Palace would most likely be shattered by the powerful pressure. Even a great scholar could not withstand that level of power, let alone a juren.
Fang Yun looked at the white dragon skeleton with golden patterns in the pit unwillingly.
"The verbal battle is a kind of constantly growing power, which can be on par with battle poetry, subtle words and literary treasures. The most important are sword-refining poetry and sword-melting objects, followed by sharpening poetry. Most people don't have sword-melting objects. Using things indiscriminately will make the talent and ancient sword impure. Even the ordinary children of the saintly families don't have sword-melting objects."
Fang Yun thought to himself and took a look at the golden dragon bone.
"Only the top geniuses from aristocratic families are qualified to obtain pseudo dragon bones, while the top geniuses at a higher level have complete dragon bones that are integrated with sword-making poems. Only by integrating the complete dragon bones can the sword be as powerful as a dragon, and only then can it become the strongest ancient sword of talent. Like Jianmei Gong, who constantly kills monsters and uses the blood of countless monsters to sharpen the ancient sword of talent, it is only barely not weaker than an ordinary sword that is as powerful as a dragon. I can't have as much time as Jianmei Gong!"
"The power of poetry can be immediately apparent, but it is different with the sword of words. Apart from integrating with the dragon bone, it can only be honed by various divine objects or killing enemies. There is no skill involved. What is needed is time and energy. If I integrate the dragon bone to refine the sword of words, it will be almost impossible to catch up with the evil king, let alone those who are more powerful. Therefore, if I want to compete with those senior geniuses in the sword of words, I must integrate the real dragon bone!"
"This is a real dragon bone, I can't give it up!"
Fang Yun frowned and thought, looking for a way to suppress the huge pressure.
Suddenly, Fang Yun took out the bloody animal skin from his clothes and threw it at the dragon bone without hesitation.
The bloody animal skin did not fall on the dragon bones, but floated one foot in the air.
An invisible shock wave emanated from the dragon bone and landed on the blood-dripping animal hide. The blood-dripping animal hide rose and fell like waves, and then the ground of the entire huge pit shook slightly, and Fang Yun stood unsteadily.
Suddenly, three drops of blood flew out from the animal hide, fighting side by side with the animal hide, emitting a faint glow together with the animal hide, enveloping the dragon bones.
A strange sound came from the dragon bone. It sounded as small as the sound of a mosquito or fly in the ear, but when the sound reached Wen Palace, it was like the roar of a dragon saint, shaking Fang Yun's Wen Palace and making him dizzy.
It was a long time before Fang Yun came to his senses. He thought that if an ordinary scholar heard this sound, his palace would surely be shattered.
Fang Yun looked closely and saw a dragon-shaped shadow flying out from the dragon bone and merging into the animal skin along with three drops of blood.
The hide fell onto the dragon bones with a plop.
The pressure from the dragon bone disappeared. (To be continued...)
ps: Three updates tomorrow.