Fang Yun looked back and found that Ao Huang and other human scholars were on their way. He waved his hand to indicate that he was not in danger, and then took away the evil king's Yinjiangbei and the bodies of Shiwang and Gu Jiaohou.
Fang Yun looked at the battlefield and found that there was nothing special that needed attention, so he lowered his head to observe the Ink Turtle.
The head and many parts of the inkstone turtle are like black jade, the patterns on its shell are bluish-purple, its belly is a light golden plastron, its whole body is curled up in its shell, and its six holes are completely closed, without any gaps to be found.
Fang Yun took some water from the Yinjiangbei and put it into the inkstone. He took out a dragon blood ink ingot and placed it on the inkstone to grind it slowly.
After just a few grindings, Fang Yun showed a look of joy, and a faint dragon roar was heard amid the sound of grinding ink!
Any reader would be delighted here!
Everyone knows that saints grind ink and dragons roar.
Dragon Roar Ink is the highest level ink known, and the more dragon roars there are, the more powerful the Dragon Roar ink is.
The most powerful ink stick of the human race is made from the real blood of a great sage of the dragon clan. In the battle of the Two Realms Mountain, the Eastern Saint King Jinglong placed the great sage's real dragon ink stick in the inkstone to grind ink, forming seven dragon roars, one ink and one dragon, and cooperated with the other three wonders of the study, and finally fought one against five, setting the strongest record of a semi-saint of the human race.
One sound, two sounds, three sounds.
The dragon roared three times, and the ink rolled and surged like the sea in a strong wind, as if something was stirring underneath the ink.
The amount of ink in the ink pool gradually increased, and the ink continued to roll around, as if it had an angry thought.
Fang Yun only ground a little bit of ink, and then carefully dipped the Wenbao brush into the ink. The moment the ink touched the tip of the brush, it automatically surged up and was evenly distributed among the brush hairs.
Fang Yun slowly injected his talent into Wen Bao's pen, then wrote a war poem on a piece of paper and began a standard ink test, using "Song of Yi Shui".
"The wind is whistling and the Yi River is cold..."
Various precious lights rose up, but Fang Yun only observed the precious light formed by the ink.
The ink ground from the dragon blood ink ingot presented by Li Wenying can increase the precious light of the scholar's war poem by 30%, while an ordinary turtle inkstone can double the precious light of the ink. However, Fang Yun discovered that the ink from this dragon turtle inkstone finally formed 90% of the precious light. If it was 10% more, it could reach a whole layer of precious light, and its power was equivalent to the precious light of the first copy, original work or handed down from generation to generation.
The first three percent of the ink light appeared instantly, and the middle three layers of light also appeared instantly. Only the last three layers of light appeared one after another.
Fang Yun immediately realized that this inkstone turtle could not only double the precious light of the ink, but also increase the precious light by an additional 30%!
"It's worthy of being the legendary inkstone turtle. It's so powerful even without being filled with ink. If it is filled with ink in the future, its power will be unimaginable. What's more, this dragon turtle has something special!" Fang Yun thought to himself, took out the ink dragon brush washer, and put the brush into this treasure brush washer.
However, before the brush even touched the water, the ink dragon in the brush washer suddenly jumped out excitedly, his eyes red, like a drunkard who had not been able to drink for many years suddenly saw the best wine, and swallowed the remaining ink in the brush in one gulp.
The Ink Turtle, which had originally shrunk its head into its shell, suddenly stretched its head out at lightning speed. Just like when it had absorbed the evil dragon's aura before, it bit the Ink Dragon and tried to eat it.
The black dragon immediately let out a miserable cry and begged desperately.
Fang Yun subconsciously poked the ink turtle's eyes with the tip of his pen to stop it.
The body of the inkstone turtle was made of stone. It didn't hurt to poke it. It glanced at Fang Yun angrily, then looked at the black dragon that kept begging in its mouth. After hesitating for a moment, it raised its head and threw the poor black dragon onto its back.
The ink dragon let out a howl and lay motionless in the ink pool of the inkstone turtle.
The inkstone turtle glanced at Fang Yun, jumped into the ink dragon brush washer, opened its mouth, drank up all the water, then bit a hole in the porcelain brush washer, then held the porcelain piece in its mouth and chewed it with a crunching sound, and finally continued eating.
Fang Yun never expected that the inkstone turtle would actually eat the ink dragon brush washer. After being surprised, he fell into deep thought.
The inkstone turtle quickly finished eating the brush washer, then looked at Fang Yun with a squinting look, feeling very proud.
Unexpectedly, Fang Yun was not angry, but smiled instead.
"Eat it. I heard that the Inkstone Turtle can devour all the power related to ink and gradually become stronger. I want to see how much you can grow!"
After Fang Yun finished speaking, he actually took out the borneol inkstone that he had won from Hanlin Tong Luan and placed it in front of the inkstone turtle.
A drop of ink and saliva flowed out of the inkstone turtle's mouth. He hurriedly sucked the ink back, stared at the borneol inkstone for a long time, then turned to look at Fang Yun with his eyes narrowed, as if asking something.
"Of course, it's a gift for you! Why, you don't dare to eat it?" Fang Yun said.
The inkstone turtle was furious. It suddenly stretched out its head, opened its big mouth and bit off a corner of the borneol inkstone. Then it chewed it happily with a face full of happiness.
Fang Yun looked at Yangui with a smile.
After the inkstone turtle finished eating the borneol inkstone, Fang Yun observed carefully and found that the shell of the inkstone turtle had become slightly brighter.
"Just follow me from now on!"
The turtle's head, limbs and tail immediately retracted into its shell and remained motionless.
Fang Yun was both angry and amused. He put the Inkstone Turtle into his own River Drinking Shell, then took out the Blood and Qi Drinking Shell of the Ancient Jiao Hou, in which the Inkstone Turtle originally resided. He shook his head helplessly and was about to put it away.
Ao Huang used dragon power to transmit a message from afar: "Wait! I can borrow your dragon power to open all the divine shells!"
Only then did Fang Yun realize that he had actually forgotten about this matter.
From the smallest Hanhu clam to the largest Tiandi clam, they all come from the Dragon Palace. Taking Hanhu clam as an example, there are talent Hanhu clam and blood Hanhu clam, but any dragon can easily open two types of Hanhu clam.
After Ao Huang flew closer, he opened his mouth and spit out a breath of dragon power towards Fang Yun, and the dragon power immediately entered Fang Yun's forehead.
Logically speaking, the dragon power should enter the Wen Palace and merge with the talent for a short time, and then Fang Yun can open all the divine shells. However, before the dragon power could pass through the wall of the Wen Palace, the giant golden dragon coiled around the Wen Palace didn't even open its eyes, but opened its mouth to swallow the dragon power and continued to sleep.
Fang Yun was stunned for a moment, and Ao Huang also felt something was wrong, and asked: "What's going on? Why do I feel that my dragon power suddenly disappeared outside your Wen Palace?"
Fang Yun couldn't tell anyone about the Wen Palace dragon, so he had to show his innocence and said, "Then give me some more dragon power."
"Okay!" Ao Huang opened his mouth and spit out dragon power again without hesitation. This time the total amount of dragon power was ten times more than before.
These dragon powers were once again swallowed up by Wengong Panlong.
Fang Yun and Ao Huang looked at each other.
"Are you kidding me? Damn it, where is my dragon power?" Ao Huang looked at Fang Yun suspiciously.
"Why don't you learn good things, but just learn the curse words of the human race?"
"I have lost all my dragon power, and you still won't let me curse? Where is justice? Damn it!" Ao Huang was very angry.
"Go ahead and curse me. Keep giving me dragon power." Fang Yun said helplessly.
"Who asked you to save my life? It doesn't matter if I give you all the dragon power!" Ao Huang was very unhappy, but the dragon clan could not lose face, so he continued to spit dragon power towards Fang Yun.
The dragon power disappeared.
"Fuck it!" After Ao Huang finished cursing, he continued to criticize Long Li.
The dragon power disappeared again.
"Damn it, a double yolk egg!"
The dragon power disappeared again.
"Fuck the quail eggs!"
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Lines of light yellow dragon power continuously entered Fang Yunwen Palace and were continuously swallowed by the Wen Palace's dragon.
Ao Huang started cursing from “Fuck you” and kept on cursing. After he finished cursing “Fuck you dragon egg”, his dragon power was almost exhausted, his body became thinner, and he could only look at Fang Yun pitifully.
"Is this how you punish me for swearing? I will never dare to swear again!" Ao Huang said with a sad face.
Fang Yun smiled and said, "You misunderstood. I didn't punish you. Come on. Keep giving me dragon power."
"It's a pity that I don't have it anymore!" Ao Huang became even more depressed.
"You still have some." Fang Yun said.
"Fuck you, real dragon egg!" After Ao Huang finished cursing, he sprayed the last of the dragon power in his body to Fang Yun, then coiled weakly on the dragon energy cloud, with his chin resting on his body, looking at Fang Yun depressedly.
"Is it really gone?" Fang Yun asked.
"It's really gone, even the eggs are gone!" The dragon scales on Ao Huang's body were dim and he looked at Fang Yun with resentment.
"There may be nothing we can do about it, but I still want to thank you." Fang Yun said.
"If you continue to be so powerful, you won't be afraid of my sister after you marry her," said Ao Huang.
Fang Yun gave Ao Huang a blank look, and with an idea in mind, he reached out to touch the Qi and Blood Drinking Jiangbei.
The Qixue Yinjiangbei opened its mouth silently, and Fang Yun was stunned. His divine sense entered it and saw that it was filled with a lot of things.
There are all kinds of dragon-related things such as dragon bones, dragon horns, dragon blood, dragon blood jade, etc., and even half a roasted dragon egg.
However, although there are many types of dragon creatures, their quantity is very small. It seems that Gu Jiaohou has eaten most of them. The remaining ones should be what he is about to eat.
In addition to the dragon items, there were also some miscellaneous things inside, a piece of oracle bone dragon jade obtained after the altar was broken, a piece of jade exuding an eternal breath, a weathered little stone man, and a broken piece of metal. They all seemed to be ancient divine objects left over from the ancient battlefield of Denglongtai.
Although these things are incomplete, their power still exists because they are preserved in a good way.
Fang Yun did not recognize the little stone man or the metal piece, but he recognized the jade piece. It was obviously part of the imperial jade armor. The stripes inside the jade piece seemed to be more complicated than the imperial jade armor on Di Luo.
In addition, Fang Yun also saw some human relics in Yinjiangbei, including a Jinshi medical book, a Hanlin military book and five Hanlin cultural treasures.
Finally, there are seven monster weapons, all made of special metals from the monster world. They are of little use to the opponent, but can be handed over to the monster's private soldiers in the future.
Both the medical and military books had the names of the authors. Fang Yun recognized that they were once famous scholars from the Shengyuan Academy. One was a descendant of the family of the medical saint Zhang Zhongjing, and the other was a descendant of the family of the military saint Sun Tzu. However, both of them died in Denglongtai, the former seventy years ago, and the latter more than a hundred years ago.
Three of the five Hanlin treasures were damaged and could be donated directly to the Holy Academy. The other two Hanlin treasures had family marks on them. Fang Yun would return the two treasures to their owners' families and then collect other treasures of the same level. (To be continued...)
ps: My mathematics was taught by a physical education teacher, so the chapter numbers of Confucianism and Taoism were wrong, so I can only say two words, sorry!